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Talking about bad luck, I thought you might like this true Tale Of Woe, with Royal Connections, no less… What I went through, in about 1985, starts with a waffle about the new King and my jealousy but gets to the QMC farcical hospital Whoopsiedangleploppery. 
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You must be fed up hearing me waffle on about life gifted-to-me F.N.D., Cognitive Impairment Iris & Peripheral Neuropathy Pete… Well, me too! 
Today was full of ups & downs mentally. I couldn’t believe that anyone could repeatedly change so often. At times, within minutes, then back to the opposite mood, euphoric, uncaring, not worried at times, and Mega-depressed, self-pitying at others (But not suicidal!). A roller-coaster of emotions. This went along with Memory Lapses, which are now just accepted.
Still, I got a great nosh made. Hehe!

06:20hrs: I woke but was not really interested in doing anything in a sort of instant depression.

By the time I’d got the detached from the day bag, I found myself whistling as I did the balance exercises; I noted the beauty of the sky & moon through the balcony windows & doors and went to take some photos. I had to divert to the wet room…
That was a waste of time!
I took a shot of the ‘Designer’, Inchy’s Peed, several times, washed, dried, and salvaged slippers. Hehe!
The usual medicationalisationing was done.

Hello, back on the Throne again…
I’d just decided to have a go at the crossword puzzle, expecting another false alarm…
A liquid torrent of the finest quality splurged out from the read end, splattering and rebounding up my bum and the porcelain! Yet, at this point, I just wasn’t bothered. I just finished cleaning and Germoloiding the rear end, the W.C., and the somehow escaped specs on the floor. Despite the minor that I  , I still felt… Well, up!

Then, as I was getting the fresh P.P.s on…
I was at the riskiest part of the operation, Standing on the worst right leg and trying to hole the P.P.s with the picker-upper to force the left leg into the allotted hole, and gave way on me. I quickly dropped the picker-upper, which fell, landing on me, and I twisted my back while grabbing the sink to avoid going over in a tumble… This did not work! I went down so fast that my hand was still clutching the side of the sink when I collided with the wet room floor! Which I reckon may have saved me from a worse outcome. 
I struggled to get back up, using the to do so. Once up, I tried to get some pain gel on the affected lower back area. but it was too painful to reach where the worst pain was.
I’ll ask the Carer to do me later. I struggled so painfully, but I eventually got the P.P.s on.

Arriving at the optimum time. Chris gave my back a good rubbing of Phorpain gel. We discarded the Paracetamols, and I later took an extra Codeine, which, along with the gel, did ease the agony of the back. I thought I was going to have to see the medics about it, but it got far less painful as the day progressed. Just as well, I’m a pain-bearing, heroic sort. Ahem!

I washed and got some Anya potatoes in the crock pot for later in a stew I’m planning.
This little gem of a mini potato, I had to photograph. Remember that amongst my many blog followers, there are pareidoliarists (Well, they both are!)
Can you see objects in the spud?
I see a tank, a face with that on, and a duck. Please let me know if I missed any you can see.

Still a little murky out there, but not cold.

I thought it was never going to stop!

The front car park is on Chestnut Way.

Emptied .
I got stew ingredients in the saucepan with potatoes to add later. Additions: chunky tomatoes & vegetable cooking sauce, garden peas, vegetable stock, liquid sea salt, and courgettes. I hadn’t heated it yet; I just stirred the mixture occasionally, cut up the cooking bacon, and got it in the oven.
Got the potatoes added.

Started blogging.
I drifted out of it, I think, for about three hours.
I’d done work on CorelDraw and made a start on the blog template… It took me four more hours to correct what I’d done wrong or missed, Humph!

Went to check on the bacon in the oven and took these.

I got the well-burnt bacon from the oven.
Had a struggle to detach the lumps from the oven tray. I bent the food slices and used a metal one to get them all off the tray. As for the tray, it was doomed to the waste bag. R.I.P.

The pouch was a great colour… well, it looks it in this photo. But I’m sure it was a lot darker in reality… 
Then again, logicality & and I disagree about what this is.

It was worth all the efforts to make. This little feast tasted Grreat! 

Easy-Peazy! Haha!.

Cheers, each!